Charles Bukowski

That guy,

he picked my brain.

and he’s dead.

I want to mirror him

the real deal.

He’s funny

and doesn’t give a crap.

He taught me that

poetry

isn’t just about flowers

That deep things

can be said through

harsh words.

Well, enough that

I’m not here to suck

the man’s

dick

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